When life gives you lemons

Megan's mom had told her that she was not adorable. So, here we have Megan; looking adorable.

We went to the Oakland Tavern; for a change of scenery. The nice thing about the Oakland Tavern is; while they do NOT know your name, they ARE always glad you came.

They gave us these lemons, claiming that; unlike other lemons, these ones were sweet.

I guess it all depends on your idea of "sweet".

Megan wanted to learn how to be manly; so I let her wear my cock.

Me and Steve tried to give her lessons on how to be more manly.

We stoped when I made her cry.

I guess thats what happens when you take lessons on being tough from the two guys that most of Roseburg thinks are gay.

Learning from Las Vegas - Inside the decorated shed

When last we met, I had been re-routed from San Fransisco to Las Vegas to catch an 11:30 flight from Las Vegas, Nevada to Eugene, Oregon.

This is a poster for Hedi Fleiss's Stud Farm.

At 11:45 we were told that while our plane was here, our crew was NOT.

We were told that a crew was on it's way from Arizona or New Mexico or maybe it was old Mexico.

We were also told not to wander off, as once our crew arrived they would have no problem leaving us behind. (Except when he said it it sounded less friendly)

This is a vending machine where you can buy digital cameras.

and ipods.

This is a machine where you pay $5 to charge your cell phone. I felt like a chump having to use it.

At about 12:45 we were told that our crew would be getting in at 2:30am.

One man, who fancied himself a hero and representative of the downtrodden travelers, loudly demanded to see the manager. The manager did, eventually, show up, at which point she repeated the same information from before, this time in a more authoritative voice.

I had a quarter in my pocket so I tried to play a slot machine.

The woman in charge of the machines basically told me that my money was no good here.

We (the downtrodden travelers) went to sleep on the floor of the airport while being gently soothed by the melodic chiming of slot machines.

At 2:00am I was awoken by another passenger telling me that our flight had been canceled.

We all waited in a very long line waiting to get new flights and $10 meal vouchers.

I was given a new flight to Eugene by way of Phoenix, Arizona; leaving atr 11:45am. I was told that this was one of the better flights.

It was about 5:00am after waiting in the longest/complainiest line ever.

You can see the Las Vegas strip from the airport, so I decided to try and walk there.

Did I mention my life is hard?

This is my car. It hasn't started in more than a month.

I think it's an electrical problem.

I bought some jumper cables.

This scented tree was titled "Freedom". Ben & I wondered what freedom smelled like.

I managed to get the car started with the jumper cables. I took the cables off and parked the other car. When I came back, my car had stopped running and now wont even make the wheezing-trying-to-start noise l. I probably need a new battery. The thing is; batteries are like a hundred bucks and gas is $3 right now, so it looks like my car will be sitting there dead for a little while longer.

My Awesome Outfit

The cat ran away with my number two key. This makes sending email a little difficult.

The Summer Arts Festival started today, so I dressed up like a tourist. All I need now is a fanny pack.

This is (obviously) a barbershop quartet. I don't think you really understand how much acappella singing creeps me out...I'm getting hives just thinking about it.

One of stickers on this truck read "show your tities, win a balloon"

These people are doing the I-have-lost-all-sense-of-rhythm-so-I-will-flail-around-to-my-internal-juke-box Hippie Dance. A search on the internet turned up this "discussion" of the Hippie Dance.

Evelyn, Lupita, Adam, and I, came to Oakland (the cutest town in Oregon). Adam was forced to leave because the charmingness of Oakland was just too much for him.

This graffiti would be funny if I could read it/remember what it said.

I spent a long time staring at this picture trying to decipher what was so funny about it (or probably more likely what was vaguely amusing about it).